Chapter 27 Night Visit to Dali Temple

Her expression was serious and focused, one of routine inquiry, not an inquirement.

Li Yunmin leaned on the soft pillow, with a hint of laziness in her calm voice, "Two years ago, I was ordered to go to Qinchuan to suppress bandits, and it was around that time that I rescued her. Later, she followed all the way, and when I had no long things in my hand, I chopped half an ingot of official silver for her, and asked her to find her way home. ”

He paused, "Actually, if it weren't for the fact that three days ago, she came to Qin Ji with the half-ingot of official silver at that time, I wouldn't have remembered this, and I wouldn't have remembered this person." ”

His last sentence seemed to be an explanation.

Mo Shuoyue was worried about the case in her heart, and she didn't pay attention to it, just lowered her head and pondered.

Li Yunmin personally went to Qinchuan to suppress bandits, and she also heard about it. It was because two years ago, various bandits in Qinchuan formed an alliance and robbed and killed the official messenger who transported the official silver halfway, which caused the hall to be shocked and the Son of Heaven was furious. Li Yunmin was ordered to lead his troops and go to the cleanup.

"There is a problem, the amount of official silver is recorded, I am curious, the prince took out half a ingot, how to deal with it later?"

"Report it according to the facts, and then make up for it."

Unsurprisingly, it was something like him would do. It's just that it seems to be too one-sided.

Mo Shuoyue was not too surprised, and muttered, "The prince met the Jia Lin clan in Qinchuan...... Donghu is close to Qinchuan, this is right! ”

"The Jia Lin clan is beautiful and moving, with deep eyebrows and three-dimensional facial features, and does not look like a Central Plains person, but looks like a Donghu or Uighur. Earlier, when I tentatively said that she was a Uighur, she was not surprised, but admitted without thinking. It's like it's been rehearsed beforehand, which isn't normal. ”

"Perhaps, she is used to being calm and self-controlled." Li Yunmin continued to pick up a document and browse it, without looking at her, and spoke indifferently.

"Not really," Mo Shuoyue shook her head slowly, "not only that, but I deliberately confused the geographical characteristics of the Eastern Hu and the Uighurs, and she will soon be able to distinguish them." Moreover, when Donghu is mentioned, his expression seems to be nostalgic. Also, a person who claims to have grown up in Kyoto since he was a child and is the daughter of a businessman, why does he not have a maid by his side and appear alone in Qinchuan, doesn't the prince think it's strange? ”

"Qin Ji has checked, she was indeed born in a business family. Donghu has frequent trade contacts with our dynasty, and Qinchuan is a customs clearance fortress, so it is not surprising to see Fanbang people there. ”

Li Yunmin's tone was still that indifferent calm.

"I mean, she is a woman, she appeared alone in Qinchuan, and she was in distress, and she happened to meet the prince. When multiple coincidences come together, they will not be coincidences. And you also said that she was suspicious, didn't she. ”

Mo Shuoyue paused word by word, raised her hand and slapped the table, the hsinchu on the small table was swept by her cuffs, and she fell to the ground with a click, and she was stunned.

She was actually angry.

Over the years, she has always been quiet and cautious in the eyes of others, even she thinks so.

But when she realized the contradiction in his words before and after, and the words were intentionally or unintentionally defending the Jia Lin clan, she did not restrain her anger for a while.

There was silence in the car for a while, Li Yunmin still didn't look at her, and still calmly flipped through the documents in his hand as usual, as if he hadn't heard Fang Cai's big movement at all.

Mo Shuoyue picked up the bamboo and silently took out the handkerchief and wrapped it.

She raised her eyes and looked at Li Yunmin, opened her mouth slightly, and when she hesitated, she heard Qin Ji's voice saying that the palace had arrived.

Li Yunmin finally closed the paperwork, glanced at her as if nothing, opened the drawer beside him, and threw the token engraved with the words "King Gongjing" on a few of them.

"Take this and go to Dali Temple."

Mo Shuoyue was puzzled, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Qin Ji will take you to find the person you are looking for." Leaving this sentence, Li Yunmin got out of the carriage.

The carriage shook lightly again, and then proceeded steadily.

It was another half-sentence that made people foggy, Mo Shuoyue looked at the sky speechlessly.

After a long time, she realized that it was going to be time, and she had to go to Dali Temple to find someone, so she didn't have to sleep tonight?

Dare to ignore his aptitude, and he is holding back his big move.

What kind of guilt and apology, Mo Shuoyue felt that she was really blind and wasted her feelings in vain.

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"There were seven scars on his body, all of which were knife wounds. One on the left and one on the left arm, both on the upper arm, one on the left shoulder, two on the right shoulder, one on the upper abdomen, and the last one on the chest, that is, a fatal one, penetrating through the chest and back, killing with a single knife. It can be seen that the murderer is taller than the deceased, and he is a practitioner. ”

A thin man dressed in a wide suit, who could not tell the man or woman, finished speaking in one breath, and his voice sounded like that of a young woman.

After a long time, she finally looked away from the corpse for a moment, and looked at the two who stood at the door for a while, the two of them, one tall and one short, still in that flat tone: "Wait outside, I'll come right away." ”

"Okay." As if he had received a pardon, Qin Ji pulled Mo Shuoyue and walked out quickly.

Mo Shuoyue was secretly surprised, could it be that Qin Ji was afraid of seeing the corpse? It was the first time I had seen him look so panicked.

Walking out of the distance and stopping in a corridor, Qin Jizhi glanced back inadvertently, with that thoughtful and sophisticated smile on his face.

"Miss Mo, that person is the master of Dali Temple, his name is Jiang Yuan, she will come out in a while, and you need to work hard for you to go to Jingzhao Mansion with her. The rest of the things, Jiang Qizuo will understand how to do it. ”

Mo Shuoyue nodded, pondered for a while, and still couldn't help asking, "Guards Qin are afraid to see the corpse?" ”

Qin Ji was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Miss Mo said that she was laughing, I don't know how many people's blood is stained with the knife in my hand, how can I be afraid of a shell." ”

There was that kind of mellow and friendly smile on his face, but if he said it, it still made Mo Shuoyue feel a feeling of coolness all over his body.

"There are still important things to do, so I can't send them off in person this time, and I hope Miss Mo will forgive me." Qin Ji bowed his hand to apologize.

Maybe it's just because she's used to being humble, but Mo Shuoyue still feels that Qin Ji's attitude towards her is too humble and polite.

She and Qin Ji are actually serious about it, they can be regarded as colleagues, and it can also be said that it is a relationship between superiors and subordinates. After all, he grew up with Li Yunmin since he was a child, and she is just a little transparent who has just arrived in the palace and doesn't even have a title.

Originally, she was supposed to be respectful to Qin Ji, but now it was reversed, which really made her a little uncomfortable.

"Guards Qin don't have to be so polite." Mo Shuoyue also returned the salute, "I just don't know, what happened to visiting Jingzhao Mansion at night?" ”

"What else can it be, of course, to go to the autopsy!"

A familiar female voice came from the other end of the corridor, but it was not at all the same unwavering tone as before, it sounded very cheerful, and the tone was obviously undulating.